"You promise me, you must never regret it, otherwise I will die ..." The Sai groaned weakly.
"I know, I promise your affairs, and I will never regret it," Jona held back her tears and roared.
"... Oh, that's fine,"
Susai suddenly laughed and jumped easily. When the back muscles contracted, he automatically stopped bleeding. When the wound was stood up, he turned into an unclear white mark. Okay, Brother Jona, don't forget the agreement today, "
"..." Zhanxing Warlock stunned on the spot, looking at the bandage stained with blood in his hands, and looked at the lively oriental people. The dragon next to him was simply sitting on the ground.
"... You're okay," the 17 -year -old teenager asked slowly.
"It's okay, it's just the injury of the flesh," Aya replied with a smile.
"... the conversation just now ..." The boy lost the bandage and medicine bottle, wiped his face with his sleeves.
"Make you play with you," Ayisai laughed proudly.
"..."
Jona was ashamed and angry. She walked down the hillside with a big sleeve. The Orientals hurried to catch up when they saw this and laughed: "Just kidding, Brother Jona, injury is true, not so serious ... Hey, don't leave, what do you want to do, ""
"No need to control it," the astrological warlock replied loudly, leaving Seya a tragic rear head.
The king of the Assassin slowed down, shaking his head secretly, and murmured: "It's a joke, Brother Jona ... If that day, it will never come, how good it will be,"
At this time, the Jine cavalry who lost the commander sorted out the formation and began to withdraw from the battlefield from the east side. There was no living person from the scope of the red cursed soil from the distant Tagu Mountains. Raocked, stunned each other, the horrible sound of chewing and flesh in the plain, and about the footsteps stopped. Liang Sui Guo's elite troops, with a cold face and a shining of soldiers. At this moment, there are only a pile of creep and self -swallowing flesh. This situation makes the young man trembling.
"The strong can change the direction of a war, but it is definitely not used in this method ... The Holy Guild ... Brotherhood ... This is a downright evil ..." Jona gritted her teeth, "Never forgive "
Long Shenxin asked: "Master Long Yue, will they keep doing this all the time, and they will never become an immortal resurrectioner ..."
"How is it possible," Seya shook his head: "You forgot the corpses you saw before, I guess there is a certain time limit for ideas. As soon as time arrives, the cursed soil summoned from the Western continent will eventually disappear. I will die completely ,,, I have to say, no matter who invented this spell and used it in war, he is a real genius. There has never been such an effective war mode in human history. The high -machine power, the golden cavalry with a strong individual combat effectiveness caused a limited killing, sacrificing the pastor of the white robe to launch the spell, waiting for death to spread in the enemy line. It prevented the enemy from escape from the battlefield with the motor power. There is no solution, ""
Jona twisted her head and signaled that she did not want to talk to the Oriental.
Asai frowned and said: "The worst estimate: Pingyin is already a dead city. Judging from the cruelty of the Brotherhood, it is entirely possible that they will use thunderous means to bloodbath the capital of Sui Dynasty, causing the effect of killing one and serving as a warning to others."
The astrologer snorted and continued walking towards the battlefield, "We need to act quickly. Maybe the Long family is in crisis. These resurrected people are unconscious. As long as they stay away, there should be no danger."
"Be careful, Senior Yona," Xiaolong waved his hand and shot out a beam of "flying light", and the glass beads smashed the head of a resurrected liger beast, "Roar..." The riding beast shook its head with brains flowing across it. , opened his bloody mouth and roared, "It's useless to hit the vital points, destroy its form," Dongfang people shouted from the side. Long Shenlin responded, drew out the famous sword "Yai Can" and jumped over, using two swords horizontally and vertically to kill the lion. The tiger beast was cut into four pieces, and the stumps fell to the ground. The pieces of meat twitched violently, and suddenly emitted a burst of red smoke and stopped moving.
Jonah suddenly thought of a question: "If the cursed soil does not screen the freshness of the body, then even the corpses that died thousands of years ago may be resurrected. If there are extremely powerful monsters sleeping underground, wouldn't it be possible even for the Hou Qin army?" I also suffered from it,"
Asai replied: "Although this continent is full of ancient legends, the chance of this is very slim..."
The three people walked through this bloody battlefield, and as they got closer, they felt the cruelty of the curse more closely. The ground had been soaked in plasma and turned into a quagmire. Every step they took, their boots sank into the mud, and pink bubbles popped up next to them. A Liangfeng Cavalry sat alone next to him, devouring his right leg. The pieces of meat poured into his throat and fell out from the wound on his abdomen. In the other direction, two infantrymen were fighting each other with one move. They were fighting, and they were still holding their swords and shields tightly when they died. Perhaps the remaining memories were imprinted in their bodies. The two corpses waved their arms mechanically, and the long swords "clang" chopped off sparks on the opponent's shield.
A resurrected person opened his mouth and rushed towards him. Jonah pushed him away with his staff, but the astrologer did not expect that the opponent was so strong. "Whoa," the living corpse forcefully pushed Jonah back two steps. , the tail end of Si Lalina stabbed into the chest of the corpse, and emerged from the back. The living corpse continued to move forward without any care, baring its teeth and claws, "...I'm sorry," Yona gritted his teeth and turned his wrist, "Boom," A ball of flames burst out, wrapping the resurrected man in the blazing fireball. He suddenly withdrew his staff and took two steps back. The corpse that was ignited by the "scorching ray" fell to the ground, howling miserably, his figure Gradually shriveled up.
The sound and heat attracted the attention of more resurrected people. Thousands of living corpses began to gather here, biting and gnawing at each other as they walked. The sound of chewing and chewing became a creepy symphony. , "This is great," Asai spread his hands and said helplessly: "We are going to fight a battle with no winner at all,"
"No," Yona said solemnly, "Since just now, I have been capturing the magic fluctuations of this evil magic circle. For some reason, I can clearly feel the frequency of the fluctuations of magic elements through the staff Xiela Pina, just like People's pulses are beating constantly. Since just now, the fluctuations of the Cursed Land have been chaotic, and the frequency is accelerating at a geometric speed. If the estimate is correct, the magic is about to collapse."
"You are not a magician, how you can capture the fluctuations of the magic circle is really strange," the Easterner looked at him doubtfully.
Jonah ignored him. He had just discovered this strange phenomenon. Silapina became a medium for collecting fluctuations of elements. Like a mirror, it faithfully reflected the fluctuation characteristics of everything around it. Astrologers seemed to have an extra pair of people who could see through things. With his essential eyes, even if he closes his eyes, he can still draw the outlines of mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, and human bodies. This is a very wonderful feeling. Could it be that this artifact has a new function? The first mentor Gilberto ·Gilbernaion only said that it has the power of "divine thought", which can make the holder's soul power continue to grow. Could it be that when the soul power is strong enough, it can open up a new look of the engraved marks of the gods? The young man is vague I felt that someone seemed to have said something about the awakening of the artifact's ability, but when I thought about it carefully, it became more and more vague, so I could only put the question aside for the time being.
Fushengzha surrounded him from all directions, Asai and Long Shenlin were ready to fight. Yona stood in the center of the battlefield, silently listening to the increasingly rapid sound of magic fluctuations, "...It's already the limit...Now ," he said. As soon as he finished speaking, the red thorns emblem on the ground began to shrink inward rapidly, crossing the plains and hills, crossing the wasteland and swamps, and returning to the origin of the magic. As the area of the red cursed soil shrank sharply, it became densely packed. The resurrected people began to fall down in circles from the outside to the inside. "Whoosh," the thorn pattern finally shrank into a red circle two yards square. Then there was a crisp "ping" sound, the red mist rose, and the earth returned to its original color, cursed. The magic has completely failed.
The living dead fell down in unison like a field of wheat blown by the wind. The nearest corpse fell to the ground, its head fell from the broken neck, and rolled to Jonah's feet. The entire battlefield was filled with only Three people are still standing, and 19,000 Liang and Sui soldiers died here. For these soldiers, this is not a real battle at all. The humiliating death erases the memory of professional soldiers who died on the battlefield. glory.
"Let's go, the Long family mansion is not far away, right," Jonah said.
"Yes, Senior Yona," Long Shenlin swallowed and led the way through the battlefield filled with corpses.
"Wait a minute," Asai suddenly stretched out a hand to signal "wait a moment." He looked left and right, his eyes looking in one direction: "There seems to be a bit of a different atmosphere there, Xiaolong, use your qi-gazing technique to take a look. "
Long Shenlin turned around and responded: "Yes, Lord Long Chang." He put the sword on his back, quickly changed several hand seals with his hands, and his left eye was coated with a layer of gold, "...the death energy as huge as a mountain, ah, There is a trace of life in the death aura, the color is blue-purple, and it will soon turn black. He will die soon, but he is indeed a living person," he said in surprise.
The oriental man shot towards the pile of corpses on the side, took out his hands, picked up the corpses one by one, and threw them aside. At the bottom of the pile of corpses, he found a scribe with a high crown and fine clothes. Even though he was dying, he still maintained his vitality. Noble manners.
"The Lu family," Asai said, "are the guys who want to save face."